
Late Ming Dynasty: I Was Wearing a Yellow Robe While Making Steamed Buns and Mustard Vegetables
明末:馒头榨菜,我竟被黄袍加身
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- Completed
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- 410k Words
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- Historical
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- Male
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- Song-Yuan-Ming Dynasties
- Updated
- 2y ago
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- Qidian
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The writing is pretty good, but the author is really not afraid of being banned if he writes too much about brainwashing and proselytizing. It would be better to just write about fighting for world hegemony and give the protagonist a gimmick of a real dragon descending to earth and an immortal descending to earth, and write less about preaching.
It is better than the two books next door, at least the protagonist of this one knows his own advantages and engages in church. The two books next door never engage in religion. They treat religion like snakes and scorpions. Look at Hinduism next door. If you look at the history, Western colonization always started with the church.
Don't just focus on the steamed buns and pickles, even if you have meat, you should also consider it.
Steamed buns and pickles alone are not enough. Later, we have to consider the calorie consumption of soldiers and heavy labor. Don't be like the one next door who thinks that you can conquer the world just by relying on plain porridge and pickles. To do heavy physical work and to be a soldier, you must have a certain amount of meat, eggs, milk, and the last thing is oil and water, otherwise you won't be able to survive. The book next door didn't even think about it. It made you put on a yellow robe. Are you really the emperor? Don't be ridiculous. From ancient times to the present, there are quite a few people who have proclaimed themselves emperors and been killed by village cadres and township cadres. Why? The physical strength can't stand it. White porridge and pickles can make people starve to death, but that's all. It's a bit natural to expect a group of porridge and pickles to attack the armored regular army. But after seeing it so far, I feel that there will definitely be no such low-level mistakes in this book. A wave of support, the author must not be a eunuch!
6
Is this stuff all about deductions? From pig's trotter rice to instant noodles, to now steamed buns and pickled vegetables, the deduction is a bit serious
Someone has done this before. But I heard that it collapsed later because it was difficult to explain to the natives how the supplies came from.
We underestimate human nature too much. The book written by someone said, "When people are hungry, they only think about eating. After they are full, they have more thoughts."
The Ming army was dissatisfied with its pay, but was invincible if it was fully paid.
Even in modern times, as long as you can conjure physical objects out of thin air, you can be called a god. Especially if you are in Bangzi Country, you can unify the people and become the first state religion, let alone ancient times, you are a true god.
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Brother, you eunuch has so many books, I'm a little panicked, the seedlings are so young, I recommend you to fertilize them first.
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In fact, the author should not let the golden finger of the protagonist be worshiped and grateful. The system can provide food according to the population like other novels. Otherwise, there will be a big loophole. Only his vested interests, that is, the young and middle-aged people, will crazily worship the protagonist. However, the vast majority of women and young men will not give crazy beliefs due to ancient customs and habits, especially women, who account for more than half. Without social status, family life takes up all the energy. The protagonist's status in their hearts is not as good as a beating from their husband.
Steamed buns can also be used as weapons. Steamed buns can be dried and ground into flour. You must know that dust explosions in enclosed spaces are very powerful. They are no worse than gunpowder and are easy to obtain. It is much better than the earthen gunpowder used by the protagonist.
I heard the author is a beauty?
This kind of subject is a must-have for eunuchs. Fortunately, I only ordered two of them.
There's not even a complete copy. I don't dare read it.
How is this book?
I was a little confused when I first saw the title. To be honest, it is definitely okay to gather the victims with steamed buns and pickles, but if I really want to conquer the world, I have reservations, and I feel that many historical novels basically re-walk the historical cycle of Chinese dynasties from the perspective of future generations.
It seems that you are still the eunuch of the Jingsi Room, and you haven't changed at all.
Okay, here's another cut. . .
I'm so petty, so I have to have four dishes and one soup as a base.
What the hell, you have the nerve to use the name of an ordinary college student to write a book. Are college students such trash?
I feel like the progress is a little slow, and it's still struggling in the county after it's put on the shelves.
Well written, why is he a eunuch?
"A boy from this world, a cruel dark corpse king appeared in the elf world. He sat on a luxurious toilet made of gold. He often robbed the elves on the way and asked them: Do you think I look like a human being? If the answer is yes, he will sit back on the toilet with satisfaction. If If you answer no, he will become furious and send out his minions to destroy everything. The beautiful elven world is suffering from a great crisis. Please sign a contract with us and become an invincible warrior to resist the Dark Corpse Emperor! " A cute blue bird-shaped elf in the subspace shouted. "I will give you love and tolerance!" A brown and green fat little elf said, blinking his mung bean eyes. "I will give you courage and strength!" A red elf with two horns on his head said, waving his cute little sword. "I will give you happiness and patience!" A purple elf said, swinging his crab hands and tentacles. "And I will give you wisdom and magic!" The cute blue bird-shaped elf stretched out his colorful wings and said. "Who do you want to choose for the contract?" "As a child, I can't tell, I want to try them one by one!" The bald boy said eagerly. As a result, the bald boy named Walkerma von Hindenstein gained unparalleled piety and power. His love was so strong that he claimed to be the spiritual descendant of the God-Emperor and a living saint. He even made up rumors that he was a descendant of the God-Emperor's illegitimate son... His courage was so strong that he would ride into the battlefield in a chariot, shouting spells while wielding a hammer to kill any dirty scum who dared to touch his luxurious carriage with dirty hands. His happiness is so simple. Apart from whipping himself every day, you don't know what he did to the statue of the God Emperor while hiding in his room... His wisdom is so outstanding. He reads ancient scrolls and scripture files in the Imperial Library every day, and from the treasure house of forbidden knowledge, he understands a great truth: justice will defeat evil, otherwise it will be defeated by evil. "After so many years, what is your choice?" The four elves asked in the dark. "Only children make choices, and I, the greatest gentleman in the empire, the invincible pastor, the light of civilization, the holy Archbishop Walkerma, want them all!" The bald middle-aged man stretched out his big hand and shook it tightly. As a result, his body turned into a skeleton, and he was forced to put on the Bone King's armor and the crown of witchcraft. He cut off his right hand and forcibly attached it to a bone melon. His body was repeatedly pierced inside and outside by the black tentacles ejected until it was completely wrapped. Became Nagash, the Corpse King. "What a greedy guy. I've run out of ideas. Let's find the next person to seduce." The four elves named Nurgle, Khorne, Slaanesh, and Tzeentch discussed this. "Young man from this world, a cruel dark corpse king has appeared in the elf world..." Before the cute blue bird-shaped elf finished speaking, the bard who was stopped said: "Lovely elf, do you think I look like a human being?" "Um... You do!" The bird-shaped elf seemed to have a strange association and replied tremblingly. "The answer is correct! Have you heard of Cathay? I have a long narrative poem of 600,000 words. Please give me some time and listen to my details."
I knew you entered the palace (ಡωಡ)
Is this eunuch because the subscription is low?
He's an old eunuch
Is the author going to stop updating for 10 days?
Incense
Has the author entered the palace? Or what's the reason?
As the title states, there has been no update for several days.
Hurry up, you're too short.